I got back from PA late last night. My niece had her baby shower Saturday. She is 7.5 months pregnant. I had asked for prayer for her awhile ago because she was spotting and her doctor thought it may be an indication of a miscarriage.
The baby shower went really well. My niece is so happy right now. She is beaming with happiness, and the pregnancy brings out a special beauty within her.
My mom and I had been together a little over a month. I went to PA for her gallbladder surgery, then she came back with my husband & I to OH. Since both my mom & my niece live in PA, & I was going to her baby shower, (in 2 weeks) my mom decided to come back to Ohio with us.
Sunday as I was hugging my mom good bye, my mom started to cry as we said good bye to each other. I held her close wising I could take the pain and loneliness from her which I knew would soon follow. I wish that my mom had no pain in he body, and had a husband or a companion to share her life with. I wish I knew that when I left she would have a loving husband to comfort her heart like I do when I am sad. However, my mom has not had that for about 30 years. Not many people have the opportunity to spend a month with their parent/s. I have a lot of good memories which I will cherish.
I will be honest there were days that were more than I could handle, & I prayed, "God, please give me patience." There were moments when I wanted to just be alone with my husband. And there were those times when my mom just drove me crazy! But then there was those other times that only a mother and daughter can share together. A united heart, words, and spirit. A look that only the two of you know what it means. A few words that brings laughter, 'cause it represents a time when sheer joy was experienced. An intimate e hug that only a mother's comfort brings.
I live here in Ohio with no family around me. We don't have any kids and being around family means a lot to both of us. (my husband and I) I am glad that I am able to bring comfort to my mom during a time when she needs support. During two of my worst eye surgeries my mom was there by my side. My husband took a week off of work to take care of me, then my mom stayed a week, and would have stayed longer if I wanted her to. The first time she had tripped over a small dog causing a bad injury, and the second time she fell down a few stairs! Each time traveling 5.5 hours by car to be with me!!! Both times never telling me what had occurred until she arrived. That is a mother's love. Sacrificing her comfort for yours, sacrificing her time for your time, loving you more than something that would be good for herself. This woman that I have had the pleasure to love for 68 years is my beloved mom. I thank God for her. So, now I ask you to always keep her in your prayers, (I hope that is not to much to ask, always is a LONG time) to ask God to comfort her in times of loneliest & sickness with no one to cook, clean, or care for her, and that she continues to became all that God wants her to be. She is my mom,my hero, she is a huge part of my live. Thank you, for I know that you will pray.
Edited by: GLITTERGIRL69 at: 8/24/2009 (15:07)